#Lauren Handy

[cheerfullycatholic]

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[justinspoliticalcorner]

Robyn Pennacchia at Wonkette:

This week, Donald Trump has gone on something of a spree, offering pardons and clemency to pretty much anyone who has committed a crime in the name of far-right politics. January 6 rioters, police officers who went to prison for murdering Black people, Proud Boys, etc., etc. Next week, surely, he’ll set the whole of the Aryan Nations free. On Thursday, he decided to free 23 anti-abortion terrorists, including 10 absolute loons who “occupied” and blockaded a Washington DC abortion clinic in 2020. One of these loons was Lauren Handy, who was discovered to be in possession of five fetuses (though she claimed she had 115 fetuses) she stole from a medical waste truck —which, if you ask me, is even weirder than collecting commemorative plates. The anti-abortion terrorists were charged with violating the Freedom of Access to Clinic Entrances Act (FACE Act), which was enacted to prevent violence towards and harassment of people just trying to enter a damned abortion clinic — often for non-abortion-related appointments. It’s an especially necessary piece of legislation, given how fond the “pro-life” movement is of murdering those with whom they disagree. It’s also worth noting that these people did not just block an entrance, they “occupied” the clinic, Handy, who — weirdly enough — was not charged for her dead fetus collection, was sentenced to five years in prison for her actions. The other defendants were sentenced to less than three years.

[...] As if this isn’t bad enough, in the last few days, Congressional Republicans have actually moved to repeal the FACE Act altogether, in hopes of making it easier for future Eric Rudolphs, Robert Dears, and Scott Roeders to murder clinic workers and those seeking abortions.

47 sets free 23 anti-abortion extremists who violated the FACE Act by blocking off abortion clinic entrances.

See Also:

Salon: Trump pardons anti-abortion protesters convicted of blockading clinic entrances

Daily Kos: Trump gloats about pardoning criminals who attacked abortion clinic

Ms. Magazine: Trump’s Pardons of 23 Antiabortion Extremists Endanger Providers and Patients

[gettothedancing]

The defendants were indicted for their participation in an October 2020 rescue action at the D.C.-based Washington Surgi-Clinic (WSC), the abortion facility run by Cesare Santangelo. Santangelo was featured in Live Action’s InHuman investigation stating that if a child was born alive at his facility during an abortion, “we would not help it.”

Two defendants – Lauren Handy and Herb Geraghty – cited Live Action’s InHuman video as informing their belief that abortion survivors might be being left to die at WSC, which in turn motivated their decision to participate in the rescue action at Santangelo’s facility.

However, calling the video “gossip from propagandists” (despite the fact that the video showed the abortionist in his own words) presiding Judge Colleen Kollar-Kotelly would not allow the video itself to be admitted into evidence. 

Bias on the part of the prosecution was evidenced by its own word choices. For example, government attorneys referred to a three-day abortion procedure as “care” and as a “treatment” that was “absolutely needed.” 

Government attorneys also made sarcastic, condescending remarks to and about the defendants, with one caustically remarking, “That’s convenient,” after a defendant said she could not remember a specific detail.

The judge herself was not above entering into heated exchanges. Sparks flew after defendant Herb Geraghty asserted under cross-examination that federal law prohibits certain types of abortion procedures nationwide:

(Gov. Attorney) Patel: You know that abortions are legal in the District of Columbia? Geraghty: I know that some abortions are, but partial birth abortion and abortion that a fetus survives outside the womb–  Patel: Sir–  Judge Kollar-Kotelly: Sir, as a practical matter, that’s not correct. There are no statutes in the District of Columbia that say anything about limitations on abortion.  Geraghty: There’s federal laws, Your Honor.  Judge Kollar-Kotelly: You are going to be the legal expert here? I suggest that you not get into that.

However, partial-birth abortion, or D&X, is indeed outlawed under the federal Partial Birth Abortion Ban Act of 2003, which was upheld by the Supreme Court in 2007.

During deliberations on Friday, the jury sent three questions to the judge.

First, they asked: What do “oppression” and “intimidation” mean as defined by law?

Second, pertaining to a particular client of the abortion facility who was on the final day of a three-day abortion procedure and was experiencing labor pains when she arrived at WSC on the day of the rescue: What were the exact medical symptoms of the woman who collapsed in the hallway?

And lastly: What is the nature of ‘treatment’ for each of the different 3 days of ‘procedures’ at the Washington Surgi-Center?

There was a discussion about whether to define “oppression” and “intimidation” narrowly, as in the FACE Act, or more broadly, as it frequently is under conspiracy charges. Ultimately, the judge settled on a broad definition. With regard to the second and third questions, the judge gave the jury no answers; the second on the grounds that private medical conditions are not relevant, and the third on the grounds that there was no evidence given about specific abortion procedures during the trial.

More can be read about the trial at the links below:

Witness testimony in federal trial of pro-life rescuers begins, with court’s bias on display

Prosecution calls more witnesses in day two of pro-life rescuers’ federal trial

Arresting officers take stand at FACE Act trial in DC as judge warns religious pro-lifers on-site

FACE Act trial judge calls video of abortionist that motivated defendants ‘gossip from propagandists’

Defense and prosecution rest in FACE Act trial, as judge appears ignorant of federal abortion law

Defense in FACE Act trial closing arguments: Criteria not met for guilty verdict

[rapeculturerealities]

Trump pardons anti-abortion activists who blockaded clinic entrances | AP News

The people pardoned were involved in the October 2020 invasion and blockade of a Washington clinic.

Lauren Handy was sentenced to nearly five years in prison for leading the blockade by directing blockaders to link themselves together with locks and chains to block the clinic’s doors. A nurse sprained her ankle when one person pushed her while entering the clinic, and a woman was accosted by another blockader while having labor pains, prosecutors said. Police found five fetuses in Handy’s home after she was indicted.

Trump pardoned Handy and her nine co-defendants: Jonathan Darnel of Virginia; Jay Smith, John Hinshaw and William Goodman, all of New York; Joan Bell of New Jersey; Paulette Harlow and Jean Marshall, both of Massachusetts; Heather Idoni of Michigan; and Herb Geraghty of Pennsylvania.

[socialjusticeinamerica]

It’s a shame we can’t come up with a list of Dems who voted for Biden in 2020 but refused to vote for Harris in 2024. They played arguably the most consequential role in electing Orange Hitler.

In the late 20th century the French population of Quebec started to shrink in comparison to the population growth in other Canadian provinces. The leaders in Quebec launched a campaign that was dubbed “revenge of the cradle.” They did everything they could to encourage Quebecois to have more babies and it worked

Now we have fascist Republicans who are terrified of the fictitious “great replacement theory” which holds that the liberals and UN are trying to replace white Americans with people of color. The people who push that fallacy are suddenly trying to keep white people from having abortions. Meanwhile their oligarch masters are telling their minions to have babies because workers will be needed in the near future. Don’t think for a second that they are not trying to make America whiter. The mass deportations play right into this.

You won’t see Irish “illegals” in Boston getting deported, or Eastern Europeans in NYC getting kicked out. Their focus is solely on deporting non-white migrants. Ironically their billionaire oligarchs want legions of H1B visas from India to come over and work as literal indentured servants for little pay and even fewer rights. When that first wave gets washed up they’ll deport them for a second wave that will be even more desperate and willing to work for less pay in even crueler conditions.

Your job’s didn’t evaporate on their own. They were lost because the oligarchs and CEO class outsourced everything to other countries which had no unions and no worker protection laws. The same Republicans that outsourced our jobs keep getting re-elected with lies about creating jobs and Making America Great Again.

[bunnylouisegrimes]

need some jealous patrick

A Reassuring Gesture- Jealous! Patrick Bateman Fanfic

(Contains fluff, Patrick getting a handy in the bathroom, my OC getting a taste of Patrick, and Patrick being (somewhat) subby/bratty while also being dominant, dramatic, and possessive...only his best traits lmao!)

A/N: Hey, Nonnie! Thank you for this request! Here's a quick lil' jealous Patrick for ya! I had a general idea at first and just let it roam as I went along to create this insanity. I hope you enjoy it! ❤️❤️❤️ Reminder to everyone I'm still open to receiving requests for fics or art, so don't be shy to drop one if you wish! 😘😘😘 Thank you guys so much for reading and I hope you enjoy! 🫂🫂🫂

"What exactly do you think you're doing?"

Patrick asked me this question with a tone that was dripping with snake venom but smothered in cupcake innocence. I stared up at him in the country club bathroom, confusion clearly on my face. Everything seemed to have gone normally up until this point: We had arrived to meet with some of Patrick's old Harvard friends, Patrick being dressed in his Valentino suit, and myself being wrapped in a fabulous pink dress (though I could not remember the brand for the life of me, much to Patrick's annoyance). We had some wonderful food (I couldn't remember the French names, also to Patrick's annoyance). The men all offered Patrick to join them in a round or two of golf, and he agreed. He quickly slipped out of his Valentino and into a Ralph Lauren polo and a pair of khakis, making me blush and giggle as I was teasingly flirting with him.

"Oh, Mr. Bateman! You do look like you know your way on the greens..." I winked at him.

He smirked and pulled me closer to him. "You could say I know my way in a hole..." He nipped at my ear. "The only question is...which one?"

I slapped him playfully. "You know I only like it in two holes, Mister..." I giggled again. "And if you ever try the one where the sun doesn't shine... you're gonna regret it..."

He gave a nod. "I'm not too crazy for it anyways... besides, anything for you, princess..."

We joined up with the others, and I watched as Patrick played with his friends. My understanding of the sport, like most of them, wasn't very strong. But I still cheered and supported Patrick as best I could. I was sipping on a virgin strawberry daqouri and munching on some quesadillas when he showed up.

"Hi," the young man, standing at five-foot-nine, smiled. He held a confident demeanor that was not deserved for someone of his age and size, entitlement radiating from him. "Sorry to bother you, my lady. I just couldn't help but notice how simply beautiful you are in that dress."

I blushed. "Aw! Why, thank you! My boyfriend bought it for me! He took me shopping and found only the best of the best as he says!"

The young man gave a sleazy nod. "Who's your boyfriend?"

I pointed to Patrick, the sun cascading down on him, almost making him look like a chosen angel as his brown hair shimmered, his hazel-green eyes sparkled, and his tanned skin was contrasted by his white polo. His ass looked quite exquisite in his khakis., showing off every bit of its toned glory. The boy turned to me with another sleazy look in his eyes.

"What's your boyfriend do?"

"He works at Pierce and Pierce, Mergers and Acquisitions," I smiled proudly. "He went to Harvard. He's such a sweetheart."

The boy gave a flirty chuckle. "I'm enrolled at Harvard myself. That's nice to see he's a fellow Wall Street man." He sat down next to me. "I've heard good things about P&P. Although, I can't say I can confirm those things personally. I'm the heir to a Fortune 500 company. You ever hear of Osvald Industries?"

I nodded. "I believe I've seen some headlines from my boyfriend's papers about them..."

"I'm the youngest member on the executive board," he continued to brag. "I'm also the captain of our golf team here, rowing team and youth league."

"Ah," I nodded along, acting as if I was interested. Truthfully, this boy reminded me of a younger Patrick, so I wasn't completely uninterested. But he wasn't Patrick, nobody was or could be, so I didn't care too much. "I see! That all sounds like a lot on your plate, especially someone as young as you..."

He blushed playfully, the baby fat still present on his cocky face. "Forgive me for not having any manners. I have had a lot handed down to me, and apparently, manners are not one of them." He winked and adjusted his tie. "Asher Osvald the Fourth."

Before I could even introduce myself, I heard a voice clearing their throat. I turned around at the familiar scent of something by Yves Saint Laurent (hey, I actually remembered one of Patrick's brands!...which could only mean it was...).

"Darling..." Patrick looked down at me, an overly friendly and not-very-Patrick expression on his face. "I see you've made a new friend..."

I laughed. "I don't know about a friend, Patrick. We just introduced ourselves, or rather, he did and -"

"My apologies," the younger Harvard bastard laughed himself as he raised his hands. "I don't mean to intrude. I was merely welcoming a new face to our club. After all, it's not often I see such a pretty woman from more humble beginnings, especially one stepping foot inside our exclusive establishment."

Ouch. Don't know whether to be flattered or offended.

"Oh, is that so?" He grinned. "Did I catch your last name was Osvald? So you're Osvald's kid then?"

"That I am," the lad replied, giving a look I've seen Patrick give many times before when trying to be "humble," but it was really the look of, "yeah, I know how great I am."

"I see...well, I've met your father, the Third, at several meetings. I can tell he raised a very...nice young man as a son..."

Asher nodded and bashfully and boyishly waved his hand. "Why, thank you!" He stood up. "I do hate to cut things short, but I must attend to other matters." He gave a quick peck to my hand. "Very nice meeting you, my dear. I hope to see you around here more often." With that, he returned inside the club.

I turned around to face Patrick again, whose friendly smile was struggling to be kept on his face. "Darling, could we speak for a second?"

Before I had time to answer, he grabbed me by my wrist and led me back inside and down a hallway, where the bathrooms were located. He threw open the door to the men's room and carried me with him. After ensuring there was nobody else in the fancy bathroom that had a strong scent of something quite cleanly (an almost nonexistent situation in any other public bathroom), he turned to me and glared at me. Any trace of his fake friendliness he used only for people at work or restaurants or stores was gone.

"What exactly do you think you're doing?"

I was rendered speechless at his behavior. "Patrick, I-"

"What was he saying to you? He was clearly trying to flirt with you. What was he telling you?"

"I...I don't know, he was just saying I was pretty, and I mentioned my boyfriend, AKA you, bought me this beautiful dress...he asked who you were, I pointed you out...he was bragging about stuff, I bragged about you a little bit-"

"What did you mention about me?" The desperation in his voice said it all.

"That you went to Harvard and you worked on Wall Street, and to no one's surprise, he's the exact same."

"The exact same? So, you think he's able to replace me?"

"What?!" My voice was starting to get agitated. "Who said anything about that? Admittedly, he reminded me of a slightly younger you, but he's not you, Patrick. Despite your similarities, you are you, and I want you only."

"What else did he say?" The yuppie asked this question with even more desperation, almost on the edge of a panicked meltdown.

"I don't know, that's about it before you showed up..." I shrugged and sighed. "Why are you freaking out so much over this guy talking to me? What are you, jealous or something?"

His face went just a shade lighter, the edges of a blush forming on his cheeks, and a bead of sweat I expected was from more than just golfing in the sun dripped down his forehead. "N-No..."

Normally, Patrick was able to remain (fairly) confident enough to manipulate and trick people. At the very least, he could dangle shiny, designer brands and objects in front of one's face while using his good looks to distract them from what was really going on. But with me, he had a harder time finding himself able to hide the truth, as if he always wanted to tell me the truth since I would always be the one to actually listen to it rather than brush him off like so many others. I crossed my arms and tapped my black Mary Jane, looking up at him with an incredulous gaze.

"Don't lie to me, Patty... you were so jealous another spoiled rich boy was talking to me and took interest in me..."

"I am most certainly not!" He hissed.

"You are..." I broke into a smile and teased. "Awww, Patty's feeling a little jealous..." I decided to play hardball to further tease him (mostly to get him worked up and aroused). "You're afraid of all these spoiled rich boys and men in this club wanting to take me all for themselves...maybe they want to try a little working class Midwestern pussy, huh? You're afraid that whether it be some boy fresh out of private boarding school and ready to attend university, or some older gent who just can't find satisfaction with his wife he cheated on anyways for all these years...they're gonna take me away from you..."

He growled lowly as I flirtatiously danced my fingers up his arm, making me smile wider.

"Relax, sugar, I'm teasing you...you wanna know why?" My fingers danced their way further downward as I reached his muscular chest and abs. "...Because I would never chose one of the assholes here...they're insufferable to be around...you, my love...you are better than them in every single way...you're so much better looking than them, you're funnier, you're smarter, you're sweeter, you're more interesting...need I go on?"

My fingers hovered right above his groin, making him blush even deeper as I realized I was walking forwards the whole time, and now he was backed against the wall.

"Do you want me to prove to you that no one is ever taking me away from you?"

He hesitated at first, but slowly nodded his head. I gave another smirk as I undid the belt on his khakis and unzipped them, exposing his bulge hidden behind his Perry Ellis briefs. I tapped and traced his manhood, making an erection slowly but surely tent up. He gave a stifled moan as he bit his lip. His cheeks were burning red, and his face was melted into one of pleasure.

"You know why else I wouldn't choose one of the assholes here? Because there's no way in Hell any of them have a dick as big as yours..." I continued to play with his cock behind his underwear, noticing precum must've been leaking out to make a small wet spot. "You think Asher is as smart or handsome or funny as you? You think his dick is as big as yours? You think I'd ran off with that fucker? He brags more than you do on your worst day! I can't even imagine putting up with that prick for more than half a day! Thank God you got me out of that situation..."

He groaned and tilted his head back, now making an expression of both pleasure and cockiness from his ego being groomed. God, I loved making him this happy...spoiling the spoiled was my weakness in this world...

"Why so jealous, Patrick? Especially since you know I'm too much of your good girl to leave you...I admit, it's flattering to think a girl like me would have a bunch of rich men fighting over her...but I want you to imagine the looks on their faces when they realize I belong to one and one only, and that's you...imagine the look on Asher's face when he sees you and me together...imagine sending him a tape of us getting dirty...the only one who should be jealous here is him...because he'll never get to claim me like you have and always will..."

"Mmmf...fuck, keep talking like this..." He groaned out.

I giggled. "Only if you admit that you shouldn't be jealous of any of the pathetic assholes around here...you always tell me to call myself pretty and beautiful...why don't you do the same for yourself? I mean, you already do as it is, you beautiful cocky bastard..."

He moaned out and arched his back against the wall, sweat continuing to bead down his forehead, his chest rising and falling, his nipples poking out from underneath the polo. "God, fuck, yes...I am the most handsome, beautiful man...I am so god damn smart...I am so god damn funny...and I completely dominate you...I own you...you're my girl...and mine only..."

My panties were practically soaking wet at not only this situation, but the position we were placed in. For once, I was making him compliment himself, and it made me feel good. But unlike so many other encounters of ours, I questioned who was in control here: me for once, or him like always? I came to the conclusion that we both held a control over each other, and this was a prime example. I was pleasuring him, reassuring him, brushing his ego, and made him feel so concerned about himself just by merely talking to another man. He needed me to remind him he was more than enough. But all the same, he still held a controlling grasp over me. Afterall, I was the center of his affection, and he made it very clear that I was his girl only, just as he was my man only. Our relationship was based on true reciprocation and equilibrium: the sun and moon meeting for a kiss to create pure harmony.

"Yes, sir..." I let slip as I picked up the pace with playing with his rod from behind his underwear. "I am yours and yours only...forever and ever and ever..."

He surprised me by pulling me closer to him. "More!" He ordered, a new wave of confidence finally returning to him. "I'm so fucking close...I need more!"

I gripped his balls and massaged them while still jacking him off. He groaned out, struggling to be quiet. His blush only deepened, realizing how embarrassing it would be for others to hear him. He grabbed my hands and manipulated them for him.

"Open your mouth, pumpkin...I can't have my cum stain these underwear...be a good girl and take my cum...it's the only seed that will ever enter your mouth...I'm claiming what's mine..."

I pulled down his briefs and wrapped my lips around his shaft. The warmth and wetness from my mouth must have been the catalyst to finally set him off. He gave one final groan and held my head in place as he climaxed. His cum shot into my mouth, the usual sweetness and bitterness greeting my tastebuds. I swallowed every drop I could, licking him clean as he pulled out of my mouth. He smirked as he pulled up his underwear and his khakis, sweat still rolling down him as he panted.

"Damn, baby...I'm never going to believe that you're being taken away from me ever again..."

I licked my lips and smiled up at him. "You better not...I'm not Evelyn and never will be... There's no Tim I'm gonna have on the side. You should know by now that with us, it's ride or die. We are eternal soulmates, and nothing and nobody will ever change that."

He sighed and nodded, giving my head a gentle pat as I stood back up before leaving a kiss on it. "I love you so much...you're the only one I will ever love..."

"I love you too, Patrick...You're the only one I will ever love too..."

We sneaked out of the bathroom together, his hand gripping my ass the entire time as I held a grip over his waist. The rest of the club was nothing more than a blur as we stepped back outside to enjoy the view of nature together, just the two of us and no one else, forever and ever.

[soberscientistlife]

This is Lauren Boobert‘s opponent in Colorado. Instead of running around pulling stunts to try to own the libs like Handy Oakley does, she’s out meeting the people she’ll be serving.

This is how it's done. Support Trisha if you can

[cheerfullycatholic]

[creaturefeaster]

Now I’m curious of some of the other characters upbringing, if you could give a short summary (or long, I love reading your rambles!!) of each of the Fated 15’s upbringing, what would they be like?

I'll go down the list ^^.

Tim's upbringing was just fine. A bit of an overprotective mother, but a loving and caring one. She really drilled home the morals of hard work & hospitality into him growing up. He and his mom are very close, especially because they're all they have at home.

Hannah couldn't complain about her childhood either. It was a very chill upbringing. She takes heavily after her dad-- he's a cool and relaxed kind of dude, handy. Their whole family (Mother, Father, Hannah, Step-brother) are big on helping out others and spend a lot of their free time in community service, and that's had a big effect on how she interacts with others, especially post-Fault.

Brook, as I'm sure most of you know already, grew up with a very very traditional, anti-tech family. Not a lot of exposure to the outside world, her and her siblings were schooled on their property and were taught a lot of untrue things about the world beyond their small town. But, her childhood was not bad. Her family is very loving-- conditionally so, but she's never had an issue falling under those conditions-- and perhaps a little overbearing at times. Her and her older siblings have all learned to hide certain aspects of their lives, thoughts, and desires from their parents as a result of their aggressively traditional ways of thinking. Brook's thing was sneaking out at night, a habit her parents believe she's grown out of (she hasn't).

Gary's upbringing was both lavish yet harsh. He's a prince after all, taught many skills and hyper-specific manners, had high expectations, all of which he failed to excell enough at for his dad to ever be proud of him. His dad and step dad always seemed like they were watching and judging everything he did. He was prone to lashing out, running away for short periods, or intentionally causing issues just so he could be grounded and be alone for a while. It's left him with a lot of bad habits and poor emotional regulation. Never taught or praised for doing the right thing, only punished for doing the wrong thing.

Lauren's homelife was nearly picturesque. Loving parents, bratty older sister but never anything more than a bit annoying at time, an incredibly large and decked out home in a gated community with friendly neighbors and seriously, nothing to complain about. She simply had interests that never aligned with her family's, and even though they supported her she convinced herself that they either didn't understand, or that they were overbearing and controlling. They weren't. She just functions on a different wavelength and made it their problem, lmao.

Elliot's upbringing was a little rough, his dad was rarely there and a bit of a deadbeat, and his mother was a hard worker trying to make enough to support their family. Elliot had to raise his younger brother which matured him quickly, but he missed out on a lot of his later childhood as a result. He often found himself in a lot of risky situations with nobody around to provide some foresight, so he's lost and learned a lot throughout his life

Tanner's upbringing was kind of boring. His family was never super close, it just wasn't really in their nature. Often they would be off doing their own things rather than participate in family gatherings. Even meals were typically enjoyed alone or distracted by things like television. There wasn't always much to do at home, and he grew to be very tolerant of inactivity. He spent a lot of his time in his room listening to music, or getting up to weird or questionable things late at night with April.

April has always been a contrarian, and even in instances where she wasn't, her parents grew to expect it from her and acted accordingly anyways. There's always been a lot of arguing in her family, and as a result she has a hard time not defaulting to arguing or just straight up opposing a statement, even in the event that she does agree with it. Her brothers were often cruel towards her and never got in trouble for it, and she never really felt like she belonged at home growing up.

Leon's life was pretty free. He grew up in the very small nowhere town of Lystrike with parents who had him later in life than most, so he was raised by not just them, but as they got older and couldn't always keep up, the greater community as well. You'd hear no complaints from him about his childhood, he felt safe in his town and stuck hard to the good morals it taught him.

Rachel's upbringing was pleasant, her family was close-knit and sociable. Despite magic being quite the uncommon thing to learn as a talpian (and even questionable depending on where you live in the underworld), her family was always supportive of her. They raised her well and she felt more than confident in moving out when she was old enough, and always kept in close contact with them after she left.

Bonnie's upbringing was hard. Her mother was frequently ill, and her father worked long days at sea. She took care of her mother from a young age, and when she wasnt, hung around the docks either with or waiting for her father. She had to be the one to acquire the family's goods and necessities more often than not, and her home town was not a particularly safe one, especially for a young girl to be walking around in all alone. She never complained though, not once. She was lucky to have a home whereas many others in her town did not.

Michael's childhood was loving. He's always been a bit babied by his mothers, though they've laid off it a little in more recent years, and so he tended to be a little more ignorant and immature growing up. He went through an oppositional phase in his teens that made his home life a little more tense, but that's kind of on him-- his mothers have always been supportive and given him everything they could for him to live a comfortable life.

Samantha's, as stated a few asks ago, was lonely. Life lessons were missed or taught begrudgingly through house workers, or rarely learned the hard way. She has grown cautious of the unknown and gets a bit uncomfortable stepping out of her comfort zone, because nobody at home has ever taken the time to teach her some confidence. Yuan helps her through this, by virtue of being a huge fucking dragon.

Debbie's upbringing wasn't awful, but not very fun either. Raised soley by her dad who was a militant control freak, she could hardly be herself at home. She learned to become proficient at sneaking out at night, and gets away with all of her rambunctiousness when her father is away with work. A lot of her life has involved being yelled at or around, or walking on eggshells to avoid upsetting her dad-- especially in her earlier years. If there is one thing she got from her dad, it'd be her volume control.

Vilmr was raised as best as he could by Maja, a lady who has never had any children of her own. She's given him a roof, enough food, plenty of wisdom, and some harsh love here and there. He's always been a hard child to keep tame, but respect and discipline have been constant lessons throughout his upbringing and he's always worked hard to make her proud, even if he finds himself being problematic from time to time.

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[scarlett-x-rose]

Sooo simps! I know you love 2D girls so much that you alllll wanted to meet my bff Chardonnay?? Well here she is!! Be warned though little beta brains, she’s like, wayyyy more fucked up than I am. Like, psychopathic. And she may get you jerking your little pee-wee to things you didn’t thing were goonable. Trust me, she’ll show you how wrong you are!

Plus, as a bonus for being sooooo good while you waited for me to get back online, I thought I’d introduce a couple more of my girl squad to you; Skye, Samantha and Lauren.

I was speaking to a loser about my girlie Skye, and how this loser is so dumb he likes to be corrupted into the opposite of what he is. Which is kinda handy as Skye just wants to make you even fucking dumber by believing is pseudo BS. Because we dont want little aspies running around thinking they’re clever do we? He really liked talking to her, so although she’s kinda niche, I thought some of you might want to as well. If you like being corrupted into something you’re not, she has amazee plans for you…

And this is Lauren. I think she’ll be SUPER popular with you little rejects, because you know what she loves? Turning boys into sissies. But ummmm….she won’t be nice about it. You now how I’m soooo sweet and totally genuine nice (and like definitely not “fake nice and toxic right???? 😂🤭), well…Lauren doesnt fuck around. But she WILL make you like, the cutest sissy around. Just be ready to be taking dick from now on with her Kk??

And finally, this is Samantha. A few of my horny desperate losers have wanted to meet her. She doesn’t really care about you or your needs, BUT if you have a daughter then she has some GREAT advice on how to raise her. And there’s no way she’ll ever make sure your daughter grows up to be a bossy selfish and entitled bitch right? Because…that would be like having your own personal femdom at home and who would want that?!?! *giggles*

[secularprolifeconspectus]

if someone promised not to abort, with the ONE term being that YOU, PERSONALLY, had to adopt and be responsible for the baby (regardless of baby’s condition, no matter how much cost it incurred you, no matter the emotional turmoil it puts you through, etc) you would do it right? there is no “oh i can’t take the baby for (x) reason” because that would mean the person would abort it. would you actually take in and raise that child? or are you all talk.

Yeah, I would. Randall Terry did that for his son. He begged his mother in front of the abortion facility not to murder him, and she agreed if he'd take her baby. So he did. And Lauren Handy literally jumped on the hood of a woman's moving car to convince her not to kill her baby. She then took care of baby Maison for a whole year until his mom was back on his feet so he didn't have to go into foster care. She took baby Maison with her sidewalk counseling, and the abortionist got SO MAD and yelled "HE SHOULD BE DEAD."

So yeah, take from that what you will. Mostly, take that the serious pro-lifers on the front lines will walk the walk. Including me. If I could save a specific baby from being murdered at a specific time just by agreeing to raise them, I would. That's considered a rescue.

Right now my plan is to become a therapeutic parent and adopt teens. Maybe to foster? I'm not in a stable housing or financial situation right now. But if it were an emergency situation and I had to rescue the baby, I'd say yes first and figure out the rest later. Because if that's what I expect a mother to do, I should be open to doing it too, right?

[my-deer-friend]

I've come to ask about the best website to read John or Henry Laurens letters! I've started John's biography and I wanted to extend it a little bit with the letters. (I'm in the Generva period of his life and I know most of the letters John had written by himself are missing, but it would be good to read his father's letters to him from that period!) And for me one of the most interesting parts of his life is John's visit to Paris and also his childhood. If you know, can you tell me where to look for more information on those topics? I would be very grateful! I love your research posts! And I absolutely adore the fact you are from Europe (If I'm not wrong) interested in Laurens and amrev! I'm from Poland and I absolutely adore those American history figures too ! Have a nice day!  Thanks if you find time to answer! <3

Witam, przyjacielu!

As you say, many of the letters from the period you're interested in are lost, and there is little information about John's childhood beyond what is scattered in mentions throughout Henry's letters. But the volume picks up once the Laurenses travel to England in 1771!

There are two main sources that I use for letters by both John and Henry from your selected time period (which is also my favourite time to read about!)

The first is the digital repositories of the University of South Carolina Libraries, which holds (as far as I'm aware) the biggest collection of John's letters. This is where you will find much of his earliest writing, including lots of interesting letters to his uncle James. The search tool takes some getting used to, and the downside is that many of the letters have not been transcribed – so you need to be comfortable reading 18th century cursive.

The second source – the published volumes of The Papers of Henry Laurens – is a bit harder to track down. I've managed to buy physical copies of the volumes I'm most interested in, and a few of them are available on Google Books (with a limited preview). These are the ones most relevant to you:

Volume 7 (1 Aug 1769 - 9 Oct 1771)

Volume 8 (10 Oct 1771 - 19 Apr 1773)

Volume 9 (19 Apr 1773 - 12 Dec 1774)

Volume 11 (5 Jan 1776 - 1 Nov 1777)

(I haven't managed to find a digital version of Vol 10, alas.)

If you have access to a good academic library, it's possible that they will have copies, or will be able to get them for you through interlibrary loan.

Beyond these, there are single letters scattered around here and there, and once you get into John's military and diplomatic service, much of his writing is included in the Library of Congress archives. (Good luck.) JSTOR has published versions of some of their letter exchanges too, just search for their names.

Of course, the other person to consult is our esteemed @john-laurens, who has compiled tons of handy resources like a list of where to find all the Laurens-Kinloch letters. These aren't always easy to find thanks to Tumblr search, but I'm sure they'd be happy to point you to the relevant posts!

I'd be delighted to share any specific resources or thoughts if you have questions that come up during your reading, so feel free to ask!

[carriehobbs]

i mentioned that each of my detectives have at least one central issue that defines a significant part of their lives and personality. then i was asked to elaborate on this thought.

to me, i can't divorce how these characters are in-game from why these characters are that way. so i think i'll need to start at the beginning.

under the cut for (very long) length.

this is an obligatory reminder that i have a list of my detectives here, along with some of their dominant traits and their romance routes. think of this as a handy cheat sheet, if you'd like one.

when i first heard about wayhaven, it was shortly after book 3 had been released and someone i follow had been posting about the a route. so, going in to playing, all i really knew about wayhaven was a very small bit about a (namely that their route involved a lot of will-they-won't-they slowburn denial) and that they, as the only character i knew in the game, were the ro i intended to romance first.

thus, when i made lauren renfield, my adam-romancing detective, i had only one question in mind to guide her character: what kind of person would not only tolerate being jerked around by someone who is supposed to love them, but would come back willingly?

the answer i came to was: someone who desperately wants to be loved enough by someone for them to choose her.

from this concept naturally emerged lauren's terrible relationship with rebecca. stats-wise, their relationship is bad and, though it fluctuates somewhat, it stays bad. the issue in their relationship isn't that lauren doesn't know that rebecca loves her, because she does know this (how could she not when rebecca says as much surprisingly frequently?), but lauren also knows that rebecca is incapable of loving her in a way that (in her view) has any meaning.

to lauren, love is choice. you can feel the emotion of love for someone, but it means nothing if you will not choose to be with or stand beside that person. and she knows that rebecca will never choose her or prioritize her, especially not over the agency. there have been enough times as it is where her life has been in danger and rebecca has come to her to tell her how worried she is, only to receive an agency phone call and leave within five minutes to take it (for example, the end of book 1 or, if i remember correctly, in book 3 where the ro interrupts the detective and rebecca talking to say that the agency couldn't reach rebecca for a phone call, which she then leaves to take).

so lauren knows that she will never be rebecca's priority and that rebecca will never choose her, but god does that not stop her from wanting. every time rebecca reaches out or expresses concern, there's some part of her that truly believes that maybe this time will be different. she cannot stop herself from reaching back. and yet every time it is not different: rebecca still leaves and still shows her where she exists in the hierarchy of things rebecca deems important. and then the other part of her berates herself for always getting her hopes up. in truth, lauren hates herself for this - her ultimate, incurable weakness.

and so, as one does when they grow up this way, lauren eventually came to see herself as the kind of person that no one would ever choose. she grew detached and distant from other people, and then ultimately abandoned trying to form meaningful personal relationships in favour of focusing on her work (which, in turn, conveniently gave her an excuse for not having personal relationships - it's not that she's isolated herself, it's that she's too busy with work). her work becomes her source of pride and from where she derives her internal sense of her own value. she lives in a home she's barely furnished because she spends all her time at work. (prior to meeting ub) her closest friends are tina and verda, who she met through work and who she does not believe actually like her. she genuinely cares about them, but she believes that they see her as little more than a particularly competent coworker. she hates bobby, but she always lets him back in to her house and her life because he seems to be the only person who keeps coming back for her, even if it's only for his own self-serving interests.

enter adam du mortain.

lauren does not doubt that adam is in love with her. nor, really, does she doubt that she's in love with him. the problem with adam is that his favourite hobby is dangling the possibility that maybe this time he will confess to his own feelings, only to pull away when she tries to get close. and lauren falls for it every time. as much as she hates herself for it, she cannot stop herself from hoping that this time adam will stay. she's never the first one to pull away. so many of the problems present in her relationship with rebecca repeat themselves in her relationship with adam. she knows that she loves him and that he loves her, and she also knows that he will never choose to be with her (and so ultimately his love does nothing but hurt her), but every time he offers her any affection or hint of closeness, she can't help but hope that maybe this time things will be different.

the second detective i made was alina langford, my nate-romancing detective. after lauren's bad relationship with rebecca, i wanted to play through wayhaven with a detective who has a good relationship with rebecca. i knew i wanted alina to be a fundamentally kind person (i've mentioned previously that i need to play a nice person who wants to make friends with everyone at least once) but, much like with when i made lauren, i asked myself one central question that underpinned much of how alina developed as a character: what kind of person could be raised by an absentee parent and still love them uncritically?

for alina, the answer i came to was: someone who cannot see that they deserve better.

alina never blamed rebecca for her absences growing up; instead, she made excuses for her. rebecca wanted to be home on time, but she's just very busy. her job is very important. it would be selfish, even, to be upset when rebecca is doing her best. she just has a very busy, very important job. rebecca loves her. rebecca wants to be there. and when rebecca is there, alina soaks up as much of her time and attention as she can get, so grateful to be getting any of it at all that she never considers what more she could have.

over time, alina learned to see herself as less important. not just less important than rebecca's work, but less important than everything. it's not that she thinks she deserves to be treated poorly, per se, as much as it is that she can't really recognize that she deserves to be treated better.

consider, as an example, alina's relationship with bobby: i've always imagined them dating in college for about 2-3 years and even living together. i think that alina really was in love with him at first, but then that feeling slipped away as their relationship progressed (up until she broke up with him after she caught him plagiarizing her work). i don't think that they were miserable together (though i don't imagine they were particularly happy either), and i think that, for the most part, they stayed together because it was easier to do so than to break up. alina could not even consider that she might deserve a better relationship than this: that she might deserve romance and passion and a relationship that gives her more than just consistency.

all of this, of course, is compounded by the fact that alina has been constantly, painfully lonely her whole life. her self-confidence suffered significantly. she lost (if she ever had) the ability to view herself as someone with value to contribute. she comes off as incredibly humble - constantly trying to share any accolades or credit she may receive and downplaying her own achievements - almost uncomfortably so. she doesn't think much of herself, and so she does not think to ask for much either.

as a result, her relationship with nate surprises her. in book 1 (especially just before the murphy attack, when he tries to kiss her), she doesn't think he takes her seriously - he's a special agent with a secretive supernatural government agency, whereas she's just some detective who didn't even deserve her position. once they're dating, however, he treats her the way no partner ever has before. she's taken aback every time by his thoughtfulness, his care, his love for her, because she never thought being on the receiving end of all that was even a possibility. she never knew that something like this could exist, and certainly never knew she could have it for herself.

alina told nate that she loved him in the book 3 research scene, which is the moment she realized that she loved him, but in my heart of hearts i know that the scene played out differently. instead, when he showed her everything he had arranged for them out in the garden, she says to him tearfully and in that bewildered way, where something is so wonderful and unexpected and incomprehensible that it hurts old wounds you forgot you had, that no one had ever done something like this before and that she loves him. in that moment she knew and in that moment it erupted unexpectedly out of her - she wouldn't have been able to wait until later while they were doing research to tell him.

after alina came sydney "syd" kingston, my morgan-romancing detective. syd didn't have a central question, but came into being because i wanted to play a sarcastic asshole (neither lauren or alina are the type). i also knew i was romancing morgan, so my character inspiration for this romance route was "two cunts in love". syd cares a lot about people, and actually cares a lot about her job, but it's all hidden so far underneath a veneer of assholery and dickishness that most people don't really get to see it.

syd is fine. syd is always fine. syd is never not fine. her relationship with rebecca is fine (to the point that she was taken aback in book 3 when rebecca wanted to be closer, because why would rebecca want that? things are fine). her recovery (mentally and physically) from murphy and the trappers is fine. her relationship with morgan is fine (in book 3, she realized that she's in love with morgan, and immediately decided to never tell her. in her mind, morgan has warmed up to her as a person and as a friend, but their relationship was set out to be explicitly and exclusively sexual back in book 2, no feelings involved. as far as syd knows, this is still the agreement between them. so morgan can never know that she has feelings). no one needs to worry about her. she's fine.

but she can never not be fine, because if she starts to pull the thread of this particular sweater, she will unravel the whole thing. if she acknowledges that what murphy did to her was traumatizing and that she still has nightmares about it, it will mean that she has to reassess everything else she has ever been "fine" about: if she thought she was fine with murphy but is actually decidedly not fine, then what other things has she said were "fine" that aren't? it means opening the door to not just acknowledging but feeling her anger at rebecca for being absent during her childhood. it means being vulnerable with people and being sincere about the ways that she has been hurt.

so she doesn't examine any of it. she's fine. it's all fine.

after syd came andrea "andy" reeves, my farah-romancing detective. i actually struggled the most with andy (i had to do two passes at her character) and i only settled into what she's like after a) i figured out what's wrong with her and b) i explicitly made her a lesbian. andy is in the unique position amongst my detectives of having what's wrong with her be (almost) completely unrelated to rebecca!! congrats andy!! 🎉🎉

andy's relationship with rebecca is also unique in that it is the most dynamic of all of my detectives': lauren's relationship starts bad and stays bad, alina's relationship starts good and stays good, and syd's relationship starts meh and is (at least for now) likely to stay meh. andy's relationship, in comparison, starts bad, and starts to get better in book 3.

andy spent her entire childhood hating rebecca and acting out against her. much like lauren, andy realized from a young age that rebecca would never give her the kind of love that she wanted in the ways that she wanted it, and she decided that having nothing was better than having something less than what she wanted. andy felt so much anger towards her mother for years. it was only in book 2, when she was talking to farah about how farah came to our world from echo world (farah mentions her mother, but doesn't explicitly state that her mother is dead/didn't make it through the portal until book 3 - but andy's not an idiot), that she began to reassess. over the end of book 2/the time between books 2 and 3, she thought about what would happen if rebecca died or if she died while doing this job. it's clearly a dangerous job: rook died doing it, andy's almost died several times doing it. andy took for granted, i think, the idea that rebecca would always be around to hate, but hearing farah's story about losing her own mother made her realize that that assumption isn't true. and andy realized in that moment that if something happened and she never got the chance to speak to rebecca again, all she would be able to think would be that all of this, all of the anger and hatred, had been so stupid.

in book 3, she tells rebecca that she wants them to grow closer. she still knows that rebecca will not be able to give her what she spent her life wanting, nor would they ever get the time back, but she feels now that she was wrong before: her relationship with rebecca will be different than what she always wanted, but it won't be worthless.

andy's second issue is mainly the realization that she can die. andy is my high combat skill detective. the short version of this story is that, when she was in university and starting to dress more masculinely and come into her own identity, she stopped some drunk guys at a bar from harassing some friends she was out with (very get-in-their-face, intimidate-them-into-backing-down). in that moment she realized that she had the power to protect people, to make a meaningful difference for them. that she could put herself between innocent people and the things that want to hurt them and that she could protect them.

this became a big part of her identity, and for years this worked without a problem. she became overconfident. when the agency asked to run the blood tests, she declined: not because she distrusts the agency (though she doesn't really trust them), but because she was confident enough in her own abilities to handle the situation that she didn't think she needed the extra help.

then murphy got her.

now she's incredibly traumatized by the experience with murphy, and is scared in a way she hasn't ever really felt because of her blood, and because the trackers are hunting her. for the first time, she's prey and not predator. and she doesn't know how to cope with it. she doesn't know how to cope with the trauma itself, and she doesn't know how to cope with the fact that she is traumatized when she thought herself invincible. because, as she's learned so many times since the beginning of the series, she isn't invincible.

and none of them got therapy (mostly because none of them recognize that they need it)!